i honestly wish that i made up a rumor about your cunt smelling like shit so i could apologize and you could move on, but with your brain damage, it’s impossible for you to move on anyway so apologizing to you about anything is about as useless as you are. exactly what else am i holding over you, since im saucer? nudes and your shitty secrets or something?

also, i would never let your smelling twat in my vehicle. assuming it’s smelly. at this point, i have to imagine it is considering you can’t let it go. if i knew my pussy didn’t smell like a rotting corpse, i wouldn’t give a shit about a silly rumor.